Strepsiades: Let it be.
1260
Strepsiades: Who is this, pray, that is lamenting? No, surely not.
Strepsiades: Did one of the gods of Cancer speak?
Amyntias: But why does anyone wish to know this about me?
Amyntias: a wretched man.
Strepsiades: Now turn against yourself.
Aminias: O hard-hearted daemon, O fates, shatters of chariots!
Aminias: Oh, Pallas, how you have ruined my horses.
1265
Strepsiades: What evil, then, has Telephus ever done to you?
Amyntias: Do not mock me, you fellows, but give me the money.
Aminias: 'Order him to give back the son; he has not taken him.'
Aminias: Moreover, and indeed, to someone who has fared badly.
Strepsiades: Which money is this?
1270
Amyntias: He borrowed it.
Strepsiades: you were indeed in bad shape, as it seems to me.
Amyntias: I fell off while driving horses, by the gods.
Strepsiades: Why on earth are you babbling as if you had fallen from a donkey?
Aminias: I am babbling, [to think that] I shall get the money if I want?
Strepsiades: It is not possible that you yourself are in good health.
1275
Strepsiades: You seem to me to be shaking my brain just as you do yourself.
Aminias: And by Hermes, you are to be summoned by me,
Aminias: unless you return the money.
Strepsiades: Now tell it down,
Strepsiades: do you think that Zeus is always new?
Strepsiades: To rain water every time, or the sun
1280
Strepsiades: to draw up this same water again from below?
Aminias: I don't know, indeed, which, nor does it concern me.
Strepsiades: How, then, can you justly receive the money,
Strepsiades: If you know nothing of the lofty matters?
Aminias: But if you are in need, give me the interest on the silver.
1285
Strepsiades: But what sort of monster is this interest?
Amyntias: What else, then, but every month and every day?
Amyntias: the money is always becoming more.
Amyntias: 'As time slips by?'
Strepsiades: You speak well.
Strepsiades: And what then? Is the sea, for example, larger?
1290
Strepsiades: Now do you think so, or before?
Amyntias: By Zeus, but it is equal.
Amyntias: for it is not just to be more.
Strepsiades: And then how?
Strepsiades: This, alas, does not happen at all.
Strepsiades: with the rivers overflowing, more, but you
Strepsiades: Do you want to make your money more?
1295
Strepsiades: Won't he drive you out of the house?
Strepsiades: bring me the gimlet.
Amyntias: I testify to this.
Strepsiades: Go. Why are you delaying? Do you not drive on, you wretch?
Aminias: Is this certainly not hubris?
Strepsiades: Will you sing? I will catch you.
Strepsiades: I will sting you, the tail-carrier, right under your buttocks.
1300
Strepsiades: Are you fleeing? Was I about to stir you up, then?
Strepsiades: With your wheels and your yokes.